Hi, My Name is Buddy

I got adopted 4/18/2009

I was born sometime in December of 2007, though I don't know what day. It might have been Christmas, whatever that is. My 1st family named me Spider. I don't remember much of my puppy days, but I think there were a lot of other beagles. (I'm a beagle!) I think I was supposed to become a hunter, like the other beagles. I tried really hard to do that (I still do. You should hear my voice!). But I guess I wasn't very good at being a hunter dog, 'cause they sent me to the SPCA in Virginia.

The SPCA was OK, and there were some really nice ladies there and I think they liked me. But, I guess it wasn't my new home, 'cause they told me they were gonna' find me a home. They put my picture on somethin' called a web site so other people could see how cute I was.

Yesterday morning, Laura (she really likes me) came and got me from my cage and said I had visitors. They drove down from Salisbury (where ever that is) just to see me. They said they wanted to adopt me and take me to their home -- cool! Mom and Dad (that's what I call them) went and had lunch while SPCA got me ready. They put a chip in my neck so Mom and Dad can find me if I get lost. At 1300 (I think that's 1:00) we got in the car and went to Salisbury --- my new home. Mom and Dad, my new adopted parents, changed my name to Buddy. (This name change seemed like a good idea, 'cause I was gettin' confused. Some of the names they called me were: Spider, Jack, Charlie and Kate. I was having identity problems.)

This place is pretty cool. There's a thing called a sofa which is really soft and comfortable and it's OK if I get up on it. I have my own food bowl and a water bowl, too. The food here is pretty good. Mom gave me some chicken for dinner. There seem to be a lot of rules. There are so many good things to chew on, but I have to learn which ones are OK to chew and which ones are to be left alone. I've got a lot to learn about my new home. Mom and Dad have a big bed upstairs and I have my own bed nearby. I tried to jump up and sleep between Mom and Dad and it was OK --- cool!

Sunday, we were up at 0630 for a walk and breakfast. Since it's Sunday morning, Mom wanted to go to church with Grammy, so she left me home with Dad. I cried at the back door for a while, and then at the front door for a while and then at the window in the sun room, for a while. I did this for an hour or two, but Mom didn't answer, so I decided to explore the house. Dad caught me on the butler's table in the living room. That potpourri looked tasty, but Dad said "NO" and took it away. There's another bowl of this potpourri stuff on the chest behind the living room sofa. Dad said "NO" again and took it away, again! There's a really nice bay window in the dining room. It's three feet off the floor, but has a great view of the street. It was an easy jump. There's a lot of breakable stuff here, so Dad said I couldn't be up here either. (I did get back up there two more times.) This potpourri in the living room also looked tasty, but I heard Dad coming, so I looked away. There's a LOT of rules. Dad seems tense. Mom didn't go to church, after all. She came home and we all went to Petsmart. It was a neat place and there were other dogs to talk to. I talked a lot, really loud. Mom took me outside. Now, I have a new place to stay when Mom's not home. It's called a crate. I'm not sure why I have to be in there, 'cause I didn't do anything wrong.

In the afternoon, Mom gave me a scrub in the shower and then she and I took a nap on the sofa. Tomorrow, Dad's gonna' call a vet so I can have my very own doctor. He says her name is Dr. Barbara and she makes "house calls", whatever that is.

There's a lot of rules here, but a lot of love, too. I think I'll stay here. Mom and Dad aren't as frisky as I'd like, but they seem to like me. I think if I learn the rules, I might not have to go in the crate unless I want to. I'll let you know!

Tuesday, I made a new friend. Her name is Dr. Barbara and she's my doctor. She makes house calls. She gave me a shot.

Here's my next page.